Team Six

She waits by a raised platform of the ten story tall, strong and soundproof training arena in the building, covered with armor that has the ability to 'survive ten nuclear fallouts'. She had to be urged by an old lady manning the arena booth outside to not destroy the building to her disgruntled self. They said it was expensive, ten figures. But she found it bullshit, considering that these instructions undermined the powers of those blessed. It was better to train outside instead of here. But no matter.

She watching others train amongst the arena filled with debris. The organization always replaces the arena with new settings such as the desert or the sewers. For today, it was a mock-up of a historic shopping district in Sector A that survived the war at night. An excuse to be eco friendly amongst the public eye without the large lamps. She couldn't remember what was the street name. But she could always remember how when she was alone, she would shopped around the colonial buildings and walk around on the cobblestone lane. However the materials used to make these structures were more concrete and image trickery than aged bricks and peeled-off paint.

"Must had been Atsuki who made this place..." she thought to herself. She watches Dan, a water elemental soaring high amongst the waves duking it out against Steve, a stone elemental who was struggling.

"Ciao!" A tall, slender dark skinned girl with curly hair walks into the arena, her muscles flexing amongst others in her usual black tank top and white camo workout pants.

"Sup Sergio! Looking bold today!" Shane said as Sergio looked at her amused. "As a sporty, bright-skinned girl with a baby like face in her twenties, you don't look half as bad, though you look tired and your white party dress is in a rather terrible shape." Her voice was still somewhat Italian but this time she became more accustomed to the accent here, an British one. "Didn't sleep last night after that incident. Anyways I'm ready when you are-" just as she explained about her tired looks, she spots Sergio's team, Team 6. "Are you here to also fight?" She looked at them stunned. She looks from left to right at her ferocious team. Gulping at the sight. Wondering her odds of winning if she went up against them.

Ambar, nicknamed 'The Creator' was only powerful because of his building skills using his high tech googles and his machines. An annoying support to her team but not a threat; Ken, nicknamed 'Strongarm' is an Asian teen who has super strength, but is a dimwit in his ridiculous super suit and exposed underpants. Shouldn't be a problem. Silvia, nicknamed 'Buster' was a swords woman in medieval armor capable of huge destruction with her Saber Buster, however quick she may be, she still is easily defeated by long range. Good enough considering the width of the arena which is almost 500 metres. However the other three were... terrifying hard.

She stood stunned, staring at the trio. Sergio herself was nicknamed 'Tremor', a pilot of her own robot, she is comfortable of getting her hands dirty by shaking the ground so hard her entire body vibrates on sight. The arena itself is earthquake proof and she most likely would lower her powers for the sake of structural safety, but she can create abnormal things from the tip of her hand. She remembered looking at news footage of her creating a large giant hand to stop several terrorists. Crushing several floors in the process. The fact that the building did not collapse was a testament to building safety. But with her creation of a hand almost two stories tall is scary; Then there was Hanson, nicknamed 'Timeraker', a slim Swiss German dressed like a magician with his top hat, a boomerang; a walking stick, a acid gun; and a special Omega watch he claimed to have found in a cave, who picked him as their host and empowered him. He would be just like Ambar if it wasn't for the fact that the watch was able to age terrorists quickly just by being near to the host, resulting in their death. A crude way to finish off a fight. Though she doubt that he would use that ability. But with his time travel antics and his skillful movement, he was a instant time bomb. The only way she could stop him was by trembling the ground at speed like Sergio. But even so... ; Then there was the worst. The girl standing behind the rest in her green dress, Atsuki. Also called Unholy Wings. She knows that she was a telekinetic but the fact that she always carried her 'wings of steel' frightened her to her knees. It consisted of many sharp blades and five 'Laser bazookas' that emits 'green rage' on each barrel. Although she was probably not gonna use it, however she heard stories of how she made life for terrorists 'a hell on earth' in battle.

"Nah, we would rather have a rest." Hanson said gleefully holding a bag of potato chips. Seemingly only wanting to watch some action, "Besides it's best knowing that in the end, someone would get...shafted... get it because of the S in both names?" He watched as everyone around him rolled their eyes. "PuNy." Silvia mocked, speaking in a German accent. Seeing her reaction he made a gruff noise as he faked a cough, "Ah...hem... I will see myself out." He turned around and left.

"Can we watch the show now? I'm bored," Ken said, making a pose as he stares at Shane who was calming herself down, "Damm it why do I always overthink?"

"Alright this battle is simple, we are just using sticks unlike them, " Sergio turns to stare at Dan and Steve who had just ended their training as she continued, "Our powers are not allowed to be used here. Just sticks. Whoever trips first wins."

"Alright then game on!"

She hears a large clown horn, most likely Anbar's as she sprinted into the 'main street'. She looks up to see Sergio waiting by a rooftop of a large bank, looking down upon her with disdain, "Well well look who has the high ground now."

"No matter I'll win anyways. Ciao perdente," she looked at her smug. Sergio hearing such an insult wasn't at ease, who launched at Shane, jumping up into the air to crash down on her. Shane quickly responded, jumping up to meet her. Wooden poles clashing with each other at they met.

"Your abilities are absolutely nothing to me, Sergio!" Shane mocked as she attempted to slam her to the ground. Sergio sensing her next move swings to wack her into a building. However both poles met, creating a huge gush of wind that sent both of them into a building.

"Argh..." Shane winced at the impact barely tripping. And she thought she wasn't gonna use her powers. But then again, she was doing decently. She gets up from the broken rubble that is shattered glass and flipped tables, grabbing the pole as she leaves the destroyed restaurant. Dusting the dust of her rather ruined dress.

She wanders out. Her impact crumbling the concrete cobblestone floor. In the distance she sees Sergio staring back at her. More furious than ever. She grinned at Shane as she raised her pole.

"You down yet you little shit?" she shouted across the arena.

"Not yet buckaroo!" She fired back, raising her pole directly at her as they both screamed a medieval war cry, creating a cloud of dust as they head towards each other at speed.